If my thoughts are good or evil
And ever more my eyes beholds me
And his loving arms enfolds me
Where I go the father seeith
Set me think to hide them not
Though the gloom of night be round me
If I take the wings of morning
If my path be smooth or rugged
My brother sits by me
Far within the silent sea
And he beholdth every thought
Into the truckstop on my daddy's shoulder
Even there my God will be
Because unto him the night is day
Buckled into the carseat
If with thorns or roses strewn
Even there his hand will lead me
God's presents
And all my ways to him are known
And he will leave me not alone
Though I cannot see my way
Yet the Lord will see and guide me
There is one above all seeing
Ten feet away my daddy buries me
Out back where they plant all the trees
Feel the thirst, it's time for pulling over
